Christian makes it a point to tell me something either before we go to bed
or before he heads out the door, that helps me survive the day.
Today, before he left for work, he reminded me that it was the first
BYU football game, and our family tradition is to get donuts for the
first football game of the season.
While the donuts didn't sound great, going with him in the car
and watching a football game sounded fun.
And it got me through the day.
When it was the afternoon, just like he said, he came and picked
me up, put me in his truck, and off we went.
(With a couple throw-up sacks for good measure).
First stop was donuts, and then to get a frozen Coke at McDonald's
because that is the only other thing right now that tastes good.
And gumballs.
